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Alberu: can you do a march in February? For the moral of the kingdom

Cale, zoning out: ???

Alberu, used to it: Can. February. March.?

Cale, without hesitation: no, but April May.

*Alberu, thinking about the pros and cons of throwing his brother through the window*

Regulus POV

As he turned the corner, Regulus saw James standing there, in the moonlight, staring up at the stars. He looked so peaceful. Slowly, he turned to leave, but the other boy called out, “stay.” And so he did. He would do anything for James, no matter what, which was why he was here in the first place.

To say goodbye.

“James,” regulus said, his voice coming across normal, even though he felt like a raging storm inside, messy and strange, but empty. “Regulus,” James replied, turning to face him, “I haven’t seen you in ages.” Regulus realised that this was a bad idea, he couldn’t do it, but he was here, so he spoke, “I know. I just wanted to say goodbye.” James went to speak, opening that beautiful goddamn mouth of his, but regulus kept talking, “I wanted to say that you were the only thing that brought me true happiness, that you were the reason I believed in love, and that I still love you. So much James, so much.” He could feel tears forming, but he fought to keep them from falling. “Reggie, whatever you’re going to do, don’t.” Said James, taking a step towards regulus, his face broken into a million pieces. Oh, he could always tell when something was wrong, when stuff just wasn’t right, hopefully he can find someone who appreciates that just as much as regulus does. “I can’t James,” he said, trying not to just give in and run towards him, “I have to.” And then, he apparated away

James’ POV

Suddenly, regulus was gone, leaving James standing out there, in the cold, confused, sad and broken. It hurt to see him, his darling regulus, after all those months, but he still shone just as brightly to James. Something was wrong though, that much he could tell, and he knew he had to check on him. So James went back inside the flat he shared with Sirius and found the one thing he kept of regulus’, the one object that was so familiar to both of them, that they would know it even after death, a golden snitch. He grabbed it and whispered a spell, and it started tugging him in a direction.

James ended up at the entrance of a cave, the treacherous waters crashing against the rocks, this had to be the wrong place, but the snitch kept tugging, only this time stronger, so he followed it. It got to a point where he had to conjure a boat, and sail through the water, towards an island, where he could see a silhouette of a person being dragged down by cold, mutilated hands, and he jumped out, running towards the other boy. “REGULUS,” he shouted, “REGGIE.” He got to the body, and dragged it out of the grip of the creatures, but it was limp and cold, his lips blue and his face deathly pale.

As James cradled the body of the boy he loved, he sobbed, and screamed, the sounds tearing themselves out of his throat. Why had he done this? Why had his beautiful, darling, lovely regulus done this? Later, much later, he would find out, and his already broken heart would break even more, but he didn’t know that at that moment, so he kept screaming, and sobbing, and holding his one true love.

Do you even read something so bad, or play a game with terrible script and worldbuilding that you think "I'm not even good at writing but even I would do a better job ?" Yep, that was me when I was 14 and today I just finished writing my first book. Keep your eyes peeled because I fully intend to publish it !

AU! The Oracle of Sparta

Basically, this came out out of an headcanon of mine: how Neikea would have looked if she had been raised outside the village.

It also came to be because of the ideas I had concerning her “mortal” family background, and how it would have played in her development. More especially, what would have happened if her mother’s family had been the one in charge of raising her.

Quick headcanons to better explain this AU of sort:

Her mother’s family was part of the Spartan nobility and thus, occupied a very important position of power within the city.

Due to her “astonishing” abilities that manifested at quite a young age, her grandparents separated her from her parents and younger twin brother as to have a better influence on her education.

To them, she was a prodigeous way of influencing the fate of rival cities and rulers, as well as getting rid of potential rivals of the family.

Her encounters with her parents and sibling were rare and always under the supervision of her grandparents.

Once a teenager, she was presented to the two Kings of Sparta, who decided to appoint her as their “Oracle” due to her incredible intuitions and input on court matters.

She gained far more power than her family ever did, and finally escaped the tyranny of her grandparents.

The Kings always consulted her before taking a decision, as she could easily aid them in resolving potential conflict.

She was considered to be a rare beauty, with some members of the court whispering that maybe... Maybe she was a goddess in disguise, silently helping their city becoming more powerful.

Her bond with Eris was incredibly profound. The two sharing an almost constant connection, with the Goddess constantly watching over her daughter.

Neikea became the most powerful person within Sparta after the two Kings, sitting to their right when court or judgement was held or important decisions taken.

Despite all of this, she felt incredibly lonely as she didn’t share closeness with her parents and sibling, no matter how hard she tried.

She thus dedicated herself entirely to her position as “Oracle” and to her city, silently praying to Eris to send her a companion to soften her life of solitude.

Maybe at some point, a certain daughter of Zeus walked inside the palace and Neikea’s heart finally started to beat again? Who knows?

I’m such a forgetful dumbass

I wanted a cookie, but I had to eat lunch and I put Mac and cheese in the microwave and fucking forgot about it for an hour

…at least I didn’t burn it this time…